Miami (Pop It)

Lyrics

[Intro] (You aren't even a cool breeze for my man Taz) [Verse 1: Veeze] Boy you know I'm colder than an iceberg, might make a shipwreck Every day is like my stock rise, you better invest Cup pinker than the Barbie world, but ain't no Ken there Niggas helping out the feds, man, they growing pig tails I was walking by, she whispered to her friend like, "That's him" They was staring at the kid so long, I broke them bitches' neck I been standing on my ten so long, feel like a Bearbrick She keep looking at me up and down, she doing a drip check Walk a nigga down in broad day, that's inappropriate Man, that nigga not no boss, he the cleaning toilet man Bend a nigga block and wet it up just like the toilet drain Seem like soon as this bitch swallow nut, she back annoying I just put the city on my back, didn't even check the weight I got money old as Morgan Freeman, no pics as a baby Oh, you finally got your first lil' bankroll, congratulations If I send that Golden Gate emoji, that mean you my baeski My woodfill that top shelf, it taste like a pastry Money on his ho head, it look like some Drake beat 200 the dashboard, just stay where your lane be We the can't be fucked withs, fuck with us, it can't be Last nigga crossed me, Chrome Heart leather patch Kicking so much shit, I need to start karate class Sliming bitches out, hall of fame, purple badge Made her block her man, she know I'm the greener grass [Verse 2: Lil Baby] Sliming bitches out (Slatt) Hall of fame, purple badge Made her block her man (Haha) She know I'm the greener grass Makeup done suit on, we Halloween his ass He be acting like a big dog when he arena bad Your bitch really a eater, bro, she got a U-I-P pass I'm back four to six a day, again I need rehab She like, "Boy, you wanna go and fuck?" I ain't got time for that I'm also tryna buy you what you like with your lil' mean ass Seven bucks on tennis chain, I put my links up Brabus got a million cash in it is a Brinks truck Brodie caught two bodies on the camera, he don't think much Pop a G6, five, four, three, two, one, I'm gone on a roll Name a bitch who got away from me, I'm strong on a ho MattyBoy know how to pop it, I go Chrome when I want to I understand that I'm a rapper, if bruh blowin' then I blow I don't gotta tell 'em shit, they know the blicks, you see 'em, it's a go I was tryna be the cash cow, they treat me like a goat Ain't never been the class clown, I'm somewhere selling dope Them little niggas shrimps, they don't do enough, we known for doing the most Bought my young bitch a Rolls Royce, she whip it like a boat